Paroles de Bad Apple

Well I just like to sing Forget everything and write of colour and string Talk of life in the sea And none of that will ever be healthy for society Teacher, tell us when people hurt the people every now and then What’s that all about? Hiding one another finding no way out What a time, what a time Who am I, honey riddle me that How can I say what’s white and what’s black? Who am I, got some knuckles to crack Everybody’s riding on my back She said, life is like this fruit Wholesome, good and green at the root But if it drops to the floor What you get is bruises and a love of a rotten core Core Who am I, honey riddle me that How can I say what’s white and what’s black? Who am I, got some knuckles to crack Everybody’s riding on my back Wearing animal skin With no state to be in Choosing good over sin How sweet Wearing animal skin With no state to be in Choosing good over sin How sweet